Chapter 30
The doctor arrived in the parlor just as the tea was being brought in. “My lady.” He bowed.
Lady Dunwick inclined her head and waved him into a chair. “How is he?”
The doctor sat gingerly, as if unaccustomed to any moment of leisure. “He will survive, as will the younger gentleman—Mr. Bradley, I believe?” He turned to Concordia, who nodded mutely, her heart too full to speak. She took her first easy breath since this morning.
The doctor turned back to Lady Dunwick. “Because of Sir Anthony’s age, the recent blow to his head, and the severity of the assault upon him—which ended in exposure to the colder waters farther out in the bay—he will require a longer time to recuperate. But he will recover,” he added quickly. He passed a slip of paper to Charlotte. “Instructions for his
